For the first time in weeks I am alone to cry. The tight knot of pain that I feel inside reflects on my face - my tears leave stinging streaks as they roll unattended.
The solitude is welcome right now. No one to justify my sorrow to. No questions, no answers, no arguments.
I cry for beautiful memories of days gone past, I cry for the things that I miss and no longer have, I cry from the self remorse that I feel and for the guilt of hurting people that I care so much about. I cry for wielding responsibility of creating change, for feeling happiness when I should least deserve it. I cry because
life isn't as simple as the fairytales suggest, because Happy Ever After doesn't always happen.
I feel so tired.
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